"THE birds, great Nature's happy commoners." — Rows. "The poetry of earth is never dead."—BEATS.
AMONG the many attractions to a naturalist on the Molega Road are the birds. To pass over them without notice in these studies would be an ungracious act on my part. Often enough my drives would have been lacking in some special feature of interest had it not been for my feathered acquaintances. I am painfully aware that the general run of people do not give much attention to birds. Residents of the country districts, although in the midst of good opportunities, seldom know even the names of common birds. They recognize swallows, part-ridges, owls, woodpeckers, chickadees, sparrows and hawks ; but these are family names, and it is rather a loose-jointed kind of knowledge that does not go any farther than that. I am not of the opinion that it is an easy matter to learn the names of all or even half of our birds. It requires enthusiastic interest, books and speci-